Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return

Episode 399

Sasasasak-!

The fight stopped for a moment.

The fierce figures who were exchanging fierce battles retreated one by one and crowded in between the five men. He pointed his sword in all directions as if he was protecting them and unleashed sharp, deadly force.

At the same time, there were those who were left behind.

Those who kneel in blood and bow their heads to them. Most of them were from small or medium sects or ronin, and when all of a sudden the Hyeolcheon group left, they looked at them anxiously, like children who were left behind.

There is no way the government-government union would miss that.

“Push away!”

They all rushed at the sound of someone shouting.

Those who had been pushed back a moment ago rushed forward with such force that it was hard to believe. That overwhelming feeling, as if it were a storm, cut off the opponent’s morale and took it as his own.

Kakakakang-!

The intense sounds of the battlefield echoed loudly.

On the contrary, the figures of Honam Danga, including Nam Gung-cheon, stood in silence, facing off with the Hyeol-cheon group. Ma Jang-gang and Kwon Moo-jin draw their swords and radiate energy.

Jang Sam-tae had an anxious expression on his face, but he sighed and clenched his fists as if he knew that he would never be able to escape from this place.

At the end of their gaze are four people.

Including Sadohak, there were Namgungcheon, Jeok Museong, and Mucheonpung.

They, who were standing proudly, also had a glimpse of solemnity in their eyes, as if they had read the spirit of the five men in front of them.

“Honam Dangara? “I never thought I’d meet you in a place like this.”

A man opened his mouth.

The person standing at the very back.

He has hair as red as blood. As I lightly brushed away the hanging hair, the red-hot eyes filled with red flames glowed fiercely.

The moment the four people looked at it, they realized something.

‘You are the author.’

The strongest of these five. The sensation I felt the moment I looked at it said so. The alarm bell ringing in my head seemed to be warning me not to mess with the author or to run away from this place.

Sadohak smiled without realizing it and taunted the man by snapping his fingers.

“What’s your name?”

“Yeom.”

I do know that it is not a name.

Nevertheless, the reason I spit it out is that I have no name to proudly teach to others. It seemed like it had been a long time since the names they called themselves or their original master, the Blood Demon, had become their names.

“That’s an interesting name… hehe.” Namgungcheon smiled and gave strength to his sword.

I have no intention of wasting time chatting. When there is an enemy in front of you that needs to be killed, what more is there to say?

He aimed his sword at the man who tried to kill Namgung Yong a moment ago.

“You need to talk to me.”

The man frowned at that one word.

Didn’t you like what Nangong Cheon said? Or is his arrogance annoying?

The man looked at Yeom with a somewhat angry gaze.

“Have fun playing.”

The man called Poong nodded.

The moment he takes out his sword.

Kwa-kwa-kwang-!

As a violent wind blew, the four remaining men rushed towards Honam Danga at the same time. Their speed was so great that everyone around them couldn’t even see them moving.

However, he could not avoid Nangong Cheon’s eyes.

Additionally, the other three people also dodged the lightly extended move and launched a move towards the others who were chasing them.

Kwakwang-!

A fierce battle took place in an instant.

The power and destructive power unleashed by the four people exceeded everyone’s imagination.

Although it was clear that they were people, they could not be seen moving, so they looked like ghosts, and the blades they held out gave everyone a chill, embracing a chill.

“Um… what is that…”

Dan Sang-hwi, who was watching the situation, raised his eyes wide. A being that I couldn’t even touch properly. These people seemed like they couldn’t win no matter what they did and were like the sky they could never reach.

How can we fight against such people?

They are not fighting with courage alone.

The four people were engaged in a fierce fight, widening and closing the gap, looking for gaps, and exchanging attacks and defenses.

The power they created enveloped the entire surroundings.

As the conflicting forces intersected and spread,

the surrounding area was literally becoming a wasteland.

Bang bang bang!

“It doesn’t make sense…”

Dan Sang-hwi was speechless as he looked at the whole situation.

Those who are slowly moving away.

They must have decided that fighting in the same space was not going to be any good, so each of them was leading the other and increasing the distance between them.

Before I knew it, the four people were no longer visible.

Dan Sahwi looked at it and broke into a cold sweat.

Sacheondangga, which was believed to be superior to the Namgung family.

At this point, it was probably true, but before he knew it, a huge mountain called Honamdanga appeared again in front of him, blocking his path.

Dan Sahwi couldn’t come to his senses.

“Ugh… come to your senses! coming!” At that time, a sharp sound rang in my ears.

A familiar voice.

It is definitely Namgoong Sohye.

She looked straight ahead and held the sword.

The man who was left alone looked around and smiled. That laugh felt cruel, as if it were a toy.

“Kill it.”

There was no one who tried to go against the man’s words. Even though the four people disappeared, the group of Hyeolcheon, who had been standing still and not moving, began to rush fiercely as soon as Yeom finished speaking.

Yeom looked at it and smiled with satisfaction.

I seemed to really like the screaming that came from all over the place. Can a person’s death be this enjoyable? He was okay with winning or losing this fight.

If only I could enjoy killing.

That alone has the meaning of following Manhuryang.

At that time, Yeom’s gaze turned towards somewhere.

A strange force flowing through the weakly blowing wind.

It flowed gently into Yeom’s heart, as if stimulating his heart or whispering and tempting him.

He chuckled.

“Is it coming in the end?”

What’s so fun about it?

What’s so exciting?

Yeom licked his lips and slowly prepared to greet the approaching messenger.

“This is so…”

Nangong Cheon caught his breath.

Although I predicted the opponent’s strength to some extent, it feels stronger than I thought. There was already a lot of clashing between the two, but they were only widening the gap without causing any deep wounds.

“Is the world’s sword situation this bad? “It’s not fun.”

“It’s the same here. “I had some expectations, but…”

The man sneered at Namgung-cheon’s leisurely words.

Namgung Cheon, who was breathing heavily, looked like he had no time to spare. Although it was said to be an even match, the man had the upper hand in terms of physical strength, so the victory was on the man’s side.

If Namgung-cheon is not stupid enough to not know it, then what is that leisure?

Are you trying to make it look like that on purpose?

At that time, Namgungcheon once again tightened his grip on his sword and relaxed his momentum. Even though he can’t even breathe properly, the power he exudes is comparable to that of the man called Poong, or it makes you wonder if it’s just a piece of paper different.

Poong had no intention of waiting any longer.

The moment he moved, the distance narrowed, and at the same time, the outstretched sword fiercely enveloped the storm.

A violent force that seems to envelop and push away the entire surroundings.

The power contained in the sword was not at a level that Namgungcheon could do anything about.

However, Namgungcheon’s Emperor Swordsmanship is no less strong.

Kang-!

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A strong ringing irritated the ears of the two people. The heavy feeling rushing from the fingertips and the mutual power mixed within it intertwined to create a wave.

bang!

An enormous sound.

Even if anyone sees this situation, it is by no means a fight between ordinary warriors.

The power that gathered and spread each time each sword struck was so great that no one could imagine, making it clear that this fight was one of the world’s greatest.

Sigh-!

At that time, Wind’s blade cut Nangong Cheon’s waist. Although it didn’t go into much depth, it was a move that suddenly turned a tense fight up until now.

Nam Gung-cheon gritted his teeth and closed his mouth.

I rolled my eyes, chewing and swallowing even the overwhelming pain.

Thinking that he had won the victory, he looked at Poong extending his sword one after another. I saw his blade bending in a strange direction and coming back again.

Suddenly!

Sigh!

Blood spurted out from Nangong Cheon’s waist.

It is not a light wound, but a deep wound. It was a move that perfectly caught the opponent, and it can be said that the victory or defeat of this fight was completely tilted towards the wind due to that move.

Poong’s expression became even more relaxed.

If you are in a situation where you have won, you should never raise your sword.

It hits even harder.

Cham choak choak!

The blade was swung at a speed so fast it couldn’t even be seen. Blood spurted out here and there from Nam Gung-cheon’s body as he barely managed to avoid it.

Even if you block and avoid it, it is because your body is already deeply wounded and you cannot move as you intended.

In a fight with a comparable expert, this difference is very significant.

“ha ha ha-! “The sword emperor of the world is no big deal!”

Poong laughed.

He naturally enjoys torturing those who are weaker than him. This is because it is truly amusing to see the weak, trembling in fear, being trampled and squirming due to their overwhelming superiority.

Was it really funny to see Namgoong Cheon flinching every time blood splattered?

Just like a cat playing with and killing a mouse, Poong’s sword was toying with his opponent without going deep even though there was a clear gap.

That moment.

Creepy-!

Poong, who was smiling, made eye contact with Namgung Cheon.

At the same time, I felt goosebumps rising all over my body and was intimidated by those overwhelming eyes.

“Did you have all the fun?”

A somewhat tired voice irritated his ears.

That moment when I looked at Nam Gung-cheon with nervous eyes once again and tried to erase the word carelessness from my mind.

Phew!

Namgungcheon’s lightly struck blade pierced his heart.

Okay

, but it doesn’t end there. As if he knew that he wouldn’t die easily from something like this, he swung his sword wide, seeing the wind flinch the moment his heart was pierced.

The blade that came out cut off the heart and muscle arm, spraying blood everywhere.

“Keo-eook…

“I’m not telling you not to let your guard down. Because things are the same for you and me. “But it was a bit hasty.”

Nam Gung-cheon muttered as he brushed off the blood-stained blade.

I looked at the faltering Poong, spitting out one word at a time. Wind, who had once staggered greatly, let out a cry of astonishment and strengthened the sword in his hand.

It is difficult to think of a person who had his heart pierced and his arm cut off.

but.

Suddenly!

Soon its head rose high into the sky.

“How is it? “The taste of sword yellow…?”

Namgung-cheon looked at the head lying on the floor and muttered.

I couldn’t tell if he was listening, but for a brief moment, the eyes of the head that was rolling on the floor seemed to be directed towards Namgungcheon.

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